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Scribbling [a] Runaway History


Like Shakespeare in Love


Hello (:

I'm Sylvia. I enjoy the company of good friends and food.
I'm currently,
serving as a chair at Teck Ghee Youth Executive Committee;
chasing dreams at Molehill;
and doing Marketing & Public Relations at Levitate Studios.

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Thursday, 15 February 2007
today was rather short.
though i had lots of setbacks.
=D
like failing my chinese and english class tests in a row.
oh what the heck.
and i merely passed my maths.
hahahas.
yupps.
this is what you get for trying to work harder.
lols.

band is as usual, the same old thing.
i managed to memorise my whole score.
though i still make little mistakes here and there.
=)

i'm not exactly afraid anymore.
im frightened of what lies before me.
i'm not sure of meeting the requirements the teachers set for us.
they sound like aliens whenever they teach.
i'm old and i cant absorb.
can't they understand?
my bones are brittle and my brain is wrinkling.
can't they see?
oh no.



i've taken a liking to those blood red roses on display in the florists.
they look beautiful in a bunch.
majestic, romantic, beautiful.
=D

lalalas.
i'm taking time off my books.
=)